The Underground Stage
“Last time I saw Clews they were two sisters with stunning harmonies, tunes of delight, and acoustic guitars. All those things are still true except the guitars are electric and there’s a whole band. The tunes are still a box of bloody wonders too.” [flickr_set id=”72157689854974132″]
“Imbi The Girl drops a rich mix of new soul and hip-hop, but without the self-seriousness that so often plagues the genre. Cheery, dense, full of bounce, and more infectious than Aussie Flu. Also: the intermediate-level hip-swinging lesson is much appreciated.” [flickr_set id=”72157691974343114″]
“We tend to see way too few pictures of drummers, and especially of ones that look this demonic. Pretty much nails Comacozer’s dark sound though.” [flickr_set id=”72157692435000055″]
“The poor loves, Khan got cut short a bit tonight thanks to tech goblins. What we got was bloody and meaty and rich though. Like a jumbo landing in your stew. Ferocious.” [flickr_set id=”72157664882706098″]
“First time seeing Wawawow this year. Won’t be the last. That pounding, swivelly-eyed, filthy, future-punk madness is *the* addictive drug of the years yet to come. Bonkers.” [flickr_set id=”72157690815398151″]
“Veering like a derailed train between lengthy instrumental improv and raucous Hendrix-y blues Hibiscus Biscuit can *really* bloody play. Skills.” [flickr_set id=”72157668687948029″]
“I’ve seen Bloods a bazillion times. But tonight, they did “Pretend We’re Dead” by L7. Just kill me now, I’m done.” [flickr_set id=”72157664733955408″]
“How good are Bare Minimums!? A mad good twitchy cocktail of Elvis Costello and Yeah Yeah Yeahs is how. Such the goodness!” [flickr_set id=”72157664733955408″]
“I’ve only just managed to catch Whispering Jackie, and *so* bloody glad I did. Raw, throaty, Distillers-y fun. Hell of a set, no mistake.” [flickr_set id=”72157691397421714″]